Can you hear the cranes, Clarice?

Yesterday there was a Sandhill Crane convention above my house.

My friend Lesley joked that they were looking for HaldeSoap. Tee.

I also got a lot of work done, but can already tell that all the soap that I (re)made from last week’s humidity ruin is ruined again, so instead I’m going to talk about cranes more. Look! I got a video!

I need more coffee. I feel like the cranes are laughing at me.